87. Today’s hypnotic image is strikingly beautiful, luxurious in a deliciously color of gold. Let yourself submit to the image, . . .
“A love type..love potion” He said lamely, not liking to be the butt of some joke. “You mean there are different types?” She chuckled softly under her breath. An evil sound that could make neck hairs stand up on end, and arouse other parts as well. “Of Course. Just as there are many different types of love. There are many different potions to bring it about” She leaned forward in her chair, nailing him with her dark blue hypnotic eyes.
All around her bed there were naked men trying to get near her, imploring and beseeching. They were all on their knees, all wearing steel collars above their testicles, all chained by those same collars to the floor, and all with flaccid sexual organs, many of them huge. She ran the back of her hand down the cheek of one of the men, and murmured something in his ear.